I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Admittedly, many people are optimistic about Xiao Wuyou, but after all, he has only recently become famous, and in terms of popularity, he still lags behind the other three chiefs.

Especially during the day, the supporters of Cui Feng Zhen Chuan and Zhu Long Zhen Chuan were endless and their momentum was huge. No matter how you looked at it, they were stronger than Xiao Wu You!

The more puzzled people were, the more curious they became, and they all rushed to the west of the city to see what means Xiao Wuyou had used to surpass the other righteous geniuses in just one afternoon.

Xiao Wuyou was eating hotpot with five girls, but he heard a lot of noise coming from outside. He immediately put down his chopsticks and ran out.

At first glance, he was shocked to see that the entire street was packed with monks, and there was no way to get through. Xiao Wuyou was so scared that he thought he had offended someone.

"Look, it's Xiao Wuyou!"

"He is indeed a handsome man with extraordinary bearing!"

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Jiandao for winning the first place! I think the position of the number one prodigy in the righteous path must belong to Senior Brother!"

Xiao Wuyou was confused by them.

How did he win the championship? I just stayed in the house the whole day eating, drinking tea, playing chess and taking naps. I am a complete loser!

But when he looked up, he really found his name, shining with golden light, hanging on the roof of Yingyue Pavilion!

"That's weird..."

Liu Feiyan, Su Lanyu, Tushan Momo, who were also looking at Yingyue Pavilion, and Ye Qingmeng, who was being monitored by Hongfeng Valley in another corner of the city, could not help but feel secretly proud.

It's all thanks to me that Xiao Wuyou was able to win this honor. Can other women do it?

It’s just that Xiao Wuyou is a little overwhelmed. With so many righteous monks coming to visit him, it is obvious that he can’t continue to act badly.

There is nothing more powerful than the power of a list, and if there is, it is number one.

Right now, Xiao Wuyou has won the title of the number one genius of the righteous path with an overwhelming advantage. Even if he does not do anything special, there are still many righteous cultivators who are willing to vote for him and make friends with him.

Xiao Wuyou had no intention of doing any publicity, so he didn't even call his fellow junior brothers and sisters from the Juejian Sect. He had no choice but to join the work along with a few girls, and there was a serious shortage of manpower.

This look was seen by everyone.

"I didn't expect that the leader of the Absolute Sword Sect would be so humble and just rely on himself and a few of his fellow Taoists to do the work."

"No wonder he was able to defeat the number one prodigy of the righteous path. His character is truly extraordinary!"

"But I think Xiao Wuyou is handsome, but he doesn't seem that great!" An honest man stood out amid the praises.

After a brief silence, the monks immediately fought back.

"You know nothing, this is called being low-key!"

"How can a yellow-haired waiter like you be able to see through the extraordinaryness of the number one prodigy of the righteous path?!"

Seeing this, Xiao Wuyou smiled and said, "It's okay. I am just an ordinary person and I have no intention of competing for the position of the number one prodigy of the righteous path. If you don't want to vote, I won't force you."

It's just right that I don't have to vote, so I don't have to waste time entertaining so many people! If I delay any longer, my hot pot will be overcooked!

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were spoken, the crowd became even more excited and almost filled up the small restaurant.

In desperation, Xiao Wuyou had to move his position and took a few girls to the street to set up a stall to count votes, where the space was more spacious.

Except for the young master who was still sitting on the second floor of the restaurant drinking tea, the other girls all came out to help.

But among the crowd, there was an ordinary old man hiding in a corner, staring at Xiao Wuyou's back with murderous intent.

This person is none other than the leader of the Hidden Killing Sect, the Thousand-Faced Death God.

For the Thousand-Faced Death God who has mastered the Heaven-level Illusion and the Painted Skin Magic, there is no face he cannot change! Disguising as a righteous monk and blending into the crowd is a piece of cake!

The endless stream of people at the moment is his best cover.

The Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper, with the cover of the crowd, gradually approached Xiao Wuyou, revealing a sinister smile.

God is really helping me! Xiao Wuyou, ah Xiao Wuyou, you can't imagine it, right?

What a righteous gentleman, but he is nothing but a hypocritical person who is greedy for fame and fortune! The reputation you are proud of will eventually kill you!

With the lesson from last time, the Thousand-Faced Death God realized that just blocking the aura was not enough. Xiao Wuyou should be protected by a powerful cultivator who is good at detection around the clock. If he acts rashly, he will only repeat the same mistakes.

So he started waiting early in the morning, waiting for the moment when Xiao Wuyou was most relaxed, before deciding to take action.

Unlike the scene of the righteous competition yesterday, there were not many cultivators present at that time, and they all deliberately restrained their own aura.

There are so many monks mixed together now, and the aura is chaotic. Who can recognize him?

And what if the other party recognizes me?

Although there are many monks present, there are not many righteous leaders. The Thousand-Faced Death God has enough confidence that he can succeed in one strike and then escape unscathed!

What's more, there were too many powerful righteous people last time, and the Thousand-Faced Death God did not dare to use his spiritual sense to investigate. This time, he hid in the crowd and carefully checked everyone around Xiao Wuyou.

There are no mysterious masters at the scene, they are just a few little girls who are still wet behind the ears. There is nothing to be afraid of!

However, the Thousand-Faced Death overlooked one problem.

Because there were too many monks gathered and their auras were mixed, even he himself could not detect every person present clearly. As Xiao Wuyou's reputation spread, monks from all over Yingyue Pavilion came to visit him.

"As expected of Brother Xiao, even without canvassing for votes, he still has such momentum." Ouyang Jing couldn't help but sigh at the edge of the crowd.

"Oh, we should have come earlier!" Zhang Caiwei was in another corner, at a loss as to what to do in the face of the wall of people in front of her.

"Em...why don't you come back tomorrow?" Cihui touched her head in confusion. Fearing trouble, she backed out.

All three of them had received different favors from Xiao Wuyou, and they also knew that Xiao Wuyou was a low-key person, so they deliberately came to express their gratitude at night when there were few people around, so as not to attract unnecessary attention.

However, none of them expected that so many people would come to vote for Xiao Wuyou late at night!

There's nothing we can do about it. It was Xiao Wuyou's votes that reached the top at night, causing a sensation.

Finally, the Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper, relying on his fake skills and powerful breath-holding technique, successfully passed through the crowd and came behind Xiao Wuyou.

Xiao Wuyou, who was busy receiving monks from all sides, didn't notice anything at all!

The Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper did not hesitate, and suddenly gathered his magic power, ready to slap out with one palm!

But at this moment, the Thousand-Faced Death felt a sharp pain in the back of his butt, and he was so scared that he suddenly withdrew his hand.

When he looked back, he saw a little fox girl grinning and glaring at him fiercely: "What are you doing? Go get in line!"

Chapter 47: Success?

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When he was concentrating his magic power, he was abruptly interrupted by someone. As his qi and blood flowed backwards, the Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper almost vomited blood.

Tushan Momo's voice also attracted Xiao Wuyou's attention.

"What's wrong? Senior, the team is over there."

What the hell, I'm here to kill you!

The Thousand-Faced Death glared and was about to make another attack, but unexpectedly, when Xiao Wuyou turned around, the monks who were queuing in front of him also looked over.

"Hey! Why aren't you queuing?"

"Who are you trying to bully in front of the head of the Absolute Sword Sect?!"

"You want to get close to Xiao Wuyou without even voting? I've never seen such a shameless person!"

Everyone was cursing at the same time, and even a spit from someone could drown him.

Even though he was the Thousand-Faced Death God, he was stunned by the scolding for a moment. Amidst the crowd's shoving, he was placed at the end of the line.

Looking at the endless team in front of him, the Thousand-Faced Reaper couldn't help but sigh that Xiao Wuyou was really very popular.

No, I'm here to kill people, why should I queue?!

Moreover, I had clearly suppressed my aura to the limit, so how did that fox girl notice me?

The Thousand-Faced Death fell into deep confusion.

"Hey, what are you standing there for? Get out of the way!" the person behind urged.

First it was that damned fox lady, and then it was this group of righteous people who were making trouble for the reputation. The Thousand-Faced Death God was at least a big boss in the God Transformation Stage, the leader of a sect of the Hidden Killing Sect, how could he be so aggrieved?

The Thousand-Faced Death God was furious on the spot. He did not intend to test him again, and directly used the Heaven-level Body Movement Shadow Leap, transforming into a strange and swift shadow, passing through the crowd and coming to the front, with his palm as a thorn, going straight to Xiao Wuyou's face!

The fastest martial arts in the world cannot be broken. Although it is not as safe as a close-up assassination, Xiao Wuyou will definitely not be able to avoid this attack!

The Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper had no intention of looking down on Xiao Wuyou. He attacked without reservation. Even a powerful being in the Spirit Transformation Stage might not be able to dodge it.

However, something strange happened.

Beside Xiao Wuyou, two girls, one in red and one in blue, actually looked towards him at the same time.

"Xiao Wuyou, something's wrong there!"

"Brother Wuyou, retreat quickly!"

Xiao Wuyou acted decisively. Although it was an unclear reminder, he did not hesitate at all and directly took the two of them and flew away.

The Thousand-Faced Death pounced on him, and as a result, a shadow appeared on his body, exposing himself to everyone.

Impossible, how could two juniors, without using any skills, see him???

The fox girl just now was fine, after all, some monsters have stronger sixth sense than humans. But why could a human catch him? !

This scene was so bizarre that even the Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper felt a little frustrated.

However, he was also a seasoned assassin. If his first strike failed, he would immediately adjust his state and throw out a row of black poison darts!

These poison darts are covered with the venom of the Black Sun Demon Worm, a great demon in the God Transformation Stage. Anyone who touches it will die, even if they are a powerful God Transformation Stage demon. These three poison darts are all the belongings of the Thousand-Faced God of Death, with nothing left out!

Xiao Wuyou's reaction was not slow, but he was facing the most dangerous assassin in the entire cultivation world. The Thousand-Faced Death God's rapid attack left him no room for thought.

When he realized that there were three girls behind him, he had to bite the bullet and use his body to withstand the three poison darts.

"Ah!" This was the first time in Xiao Wuyou's history that he suffered such a serious injury. He had several cuts and cried out in pain.

"Xiao Wuyou!" "Brother Wuyou!" "Master!"

The three girls exclaimed and hurried over.

After this incident, Xiao Wuyou felt embarrassed.

After he finished shouting, he remembered that he was protected by good luck and seemed to be immune to poisons. These darts only caused minor injuries.

However, looking at the three girls' anxious and tearful faces, Xiao Wuyou was too embarrassed to say that he was fine, so he simply lay down on the ground.

When the Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper saw Xiao Wuyou fall to the ground, he didn't stay for long. He smiled coldly and turned around.

At this moment, an extremely sharp gaze, as if it had a physical form, pierced over!

The Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move anymore!

This is the master from last time!

Can a person in the Spiritual Transformation Stage really produce such a terrifying sense of oppression?!

But the Thousand-Faced Death had no time to think, because just because he stopped for a moment, he lost the chance to escape.

All the monks, like Monk Meng, became excited.

"There's an assassination attempt!"

"Xiao Wuyou fell down!"

Half of the monks in the audience were furious, and the other half were ecstatic. Some were angry because someone had assassinated the righteous gentleman they admired, while others were happy because they wanted to do a favor for the future number one prodigy of the righteous path.

"Catch him!"

All the cultivators attacked at the same time, and colorful Taoist magic and flying swords fell like a rain curtain, which was extremely spectacular.

"Get lost, trash!"

Unfortunately, the Thousand-Faced Death was also in the God Transformation Stage. He roared angrily, and the dark demonic energy transformed into countless pitch-black spikes, which pierced through the attacks from the sky, and forced back a group of cultivators, and he fought his way out.

The leader of the Red Maple Valley couldn’t stop him personally, so what’s the use of having more cats and dogs?

However, just as he was thinking this, a purple-black candle dragon descended from the sky, spewing out a ball of purple flames and attacked him!

This sneak attack, even though his cultivation level was not high, was beyond the expectations of the Thousand Faces Death God. When he dodged hastily, the corner of the Thousand Faces Death God's clothes was ignited by the flames, but he was unharmed.

"Don't run away, thief?!"

Ouyang Jing was falling on the Zhulong, but saw the Thousand-Faced Death swung his hand and slapped Ren and Long to the ground.

"You think you can catch me?!" Seeing Ouyang Jing crawling at his feet, the Thousand-Faced Grim Reaper couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth arrogantly.

Oh, this Xiao Wuyou is really scheming! He actually let the Zhulong Zhenchuan, who is not from the same sect, ambush here, which was beyond his expectation!

Unfortunately, no matter how scheming you are, you can't stop him.